Dear Useless-to-Me-and-Thus-Boring Class,

I'm sure there are others who enjoy you and love to attend your meetings, but then there are those who show up to class, listen to the professor, take notes and continuously wonder, "Why am I here?" I am a part of the latter group.

It's not that you're universally useless; it's just that you're useless to me. I either feel like I am learning things I already know or that are common sense, or I feel as if none of the information I am given is pertinent for my future career. Honestly, that's not completely your fault, but rather a personal issue I struggle with in which you are becoming an obstacle.

I do your homework and study for your tests, but only because I need to pass this class to graduate. You are the reason I look forward to life after the diploma.

I'm so sorry that I vehemently detest you, especially when I see those few students in the class who revel in the subject. The professor asks a question, those passionate students raise their hands, and I glower in the corner wishing I was doing something better with my time.

What really irks me, however, is that I am paying for you, Useless-to-Me-and-Thus-Boring Class. This makes me bitter because you feel like such a waste of my time. I'm paying the university for you to waste my time.

So please, I know that I need you to graduate (because someone for some reason thought it would help me along this career road), but go by quickly and let me pass so I can move on with my life. Stop giving me so much grief. Seriously.

Sincerely,

Bothered-Student-Who-Believes-Their-Time-Has-Been-Expensively-Wasted